291 Wushu ordered to pick up the dragon robe

Song Qinzong was placed under house arrest in the big tent of the Jin State, and the courtiers still used him as emperor. Open your mouth, Your Majesty, shut your mouth. The other courtiers all screamed quietly, for fear that the golden soldiers outside would hear. Only Li Ruoshui's voice was loud and not afraid at all. Zhao Huan was very grateful, but a little scared.

"Li Aiqing, the wall has ears!" Zhao Huan reminded.

"The minister is not afraid, it is a big deal to repay the king with death. Your Majesty, you are the eternal emperor in my heart! Li Ruoshui made a loud noise.

Li Ruoshui was a doctor of Taixue in the first year of Jingkang, and an official to the Ministry of Officials. His body was not strong, and he was even a little weak. But he had already put life and death aside, and made up his mind to sacrifice his life for the country at a critical moment.

Wanyan Sao led a few golden soldiers into the big tent, looking like he was showing off his might, took a step forward, and said loudly: "By the generalissimo's order: Zhao Huan is the abolished emperor, and from now on, he is not allowed to wear a dragon robe again." - Do you take it off yourself, or will we take it off for you? ”

Li Ruoshui stepped forward, protected Zhao Huan, and said loudly: "This dragon robe is the dignity of the Great Song Dynasty, and it can't be taken off!" ”

"Hahaha...... Do you still have dignity in Da Song? Are you still worthy to talk about dignity? The national capital has been lost, the emperor and the emperor have become prisoners, what do you have to worry about?! Wan Yan swept and said.

"Ruoshui, forget it! It's just a piece of clothing, and the ancients didn't wear clothes! Zhao Huan persuaded.

"No! Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated! If you want my emperor to take off his dragon robe, unless I die! Li Ruoshui said angrily.

"I see you're so tired!"

Wan Yan Sao pulled out the knife, raised it, and shook it as bright as autumn water. Li Ruoshui poked his head out and let him slash and kill. Wan Yan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do. He did not dare to rashly kill the ministers of the Song Dynasty, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

"Count yourself in kind!" Wanyan put the knife into the sheath and left with the golden soldiers.

Song Junchen let out a long sigh. There are those who praise, those who persuade, and those who cry, and there is a mess for a while.

Li Ruoshui said loudly: "The Yellow Emperor Yaoshun 'hangs his clothes and rules the world'." Since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, I have paid special attention to official uniforms, using purple for more than three grades, vermilion for more than five grades, green for more than seven grades, and cyan for more than nine grades...... And only the emperor could wear a white or red dragon robe. - We wear more than just a piece of clothing! We can't beat the Jin people, but this last bit of dignity can't be stripped away. ”

Everyone listened and was silent.

Wan Yan Sao hurriedly returned to the big tent of the Chinese army and reported the matter to the two marshals. Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Zongbi brothers had an argument.

"Fourth brother, don't rush forward in everything, and if you want to hurry, you can't reach it. Zhao Huan has already surrendered, and in a few days he will escort them north. That dragon robe is no different from the sack piece, let him wear it if he wants to wear it! - Why do you need to arouse the anger of the Song courtiers!? Wanyan Zongwang persuaded bitterly.

"Second brother, you can't get used to their stinky problems, before returning to the north, you have to let Zhao Huan take off the dragon robe. We are betting on criminals, not asking for a master. - Don't worry about this, I'll clean them up, it's against the sky! ”

Wanyan Zongwang knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he went with him.

"Which stinky boy is Li Ruoshui?" With a roar, Wanyan Sect walked in with a high spirit.

The monarchs and ministers of the Great Song Dynasty, except for Li Ruoshui, all lowered their heads.

"I'm Li Ruoshui." Li Ruoshui took a step forward and looked at him.

"What do you eat?" Wan Yan Zong pursed his lips and said.

"I am Li Ruoshui, a doctor of Taixue in the Great Song Dynasty and a servant of the Ministry of Officials."

"Damn, which big girl's trouser belt didn't tighten and made you pop up."

After listening to Yan Zongbi's scolding on the street, Li Ruoshui laughed and said, "After Yan Zongbi, you are a villager!" I, Li Ruoshui, were conceived by my father and mother's blood, and I was conceived in October, and I was a descendant of Yan and Huang. There is the blood of Chinese civilization flowing in the veins, and the descendants of the dragon of the Eight Classics are correct. I'm not a wild seed, you're a wild seed! ”

"You're really not afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid of death, but I'm not afraid of dying at the hands of the golden dog. - Cutting off the head is only a hat when the wind blows. ”

Wanyan Zongbi drew his sword. Li Ruoshui indifferently stretched his head over. The sword rested on the neck, a millimeter from the skin. Wanyan Zongbi let the sword fall slowly, making intimate contact with the skin.

Li Ruoshui didn't move, and Wanyan Zongbi's sword didn't move. After a while, the sword slowly pressed down, cutting through the skin, and blood flowed out of the blade like a hanging earthworm.

"Urine. Sex! Wanyan Zongbi withdrew his sword and licked the blood with his tongue, "The blood is very fresh, it hasn't changed yet!" - Follow me. ”

Li Ruoshui was not afraid, and followed behind. Wanyan Zongbi's entourage also left.

When I came to Yan Zongbi's big tent, the mutton in the hot pot was tumbling.

"Master Li, please take a seat!" As soon as Yan Zongbi's words fell, someone moved a chair.

"Fat sheep hot pot, good! Much more tender than my meat. Li Ruoshui was not polite, and sat on the chair.

"This wine is the fragrance of your Great Song Dynasty, and the mutton is our golden little fat sheep."

"Bottle incense is the name of the common people, and the real name of this wine is Saidukon."

"Come, come, eat, drink, drink, meat."

Li Ruoshui doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, he should eat and drink. After a short time, the two drank more than ten bowls of wine.

"Master Li looks weak and weak, but he can actually drink it!" Wan Yan Zongbi praised.

"Drinking, my family is genetic, the men of the Li family, there is nothing that can't be drunk." Li Ruoshui said proudly.

"Your ancestor?"

"To the Tang Dynasty, that's Li Bai-"

"Li Bai?"

Wanyan Zongbi didn't know who Li Bai was, because he didn't like to read poetry.

"Li Bai wrote a hundred poems, and slept in a restaurant in Chang'an City. The Son of Heaven couldn't get on the boat, and claimed that his ministers were immortals in wine. After the hearty voice, a big guy came in. The figure is similar to Wanyan Zongbi, but he has a Buddha face.

"My second brother is here, and some of you have talked." Wanyan Zongbi smiled and added a chair to his brother.

"Li Bai is amazing! The greatest poet of the Tang Dynasty! I especially like his poems about wine, it's really good! - For the good poems of your ancestors, a toast! Wanyan Zongwang proposed, and the three of them toasted a glass of wine.

"Li Bai's life is very chic, I hope that Master Li will also learn from his ancestors! Speaking of which, Li Bai's birthplace is still between the white mountains and black waters. There is still more or less blood of our Jurchens in the veins. Wanyan Zongwang said confidently.

"No, my ancestor Mr. Taibai was born in Broken Leaf City, which belongs to Western Xia, and he is more or less bleeding the blood of Xianbei people." Li Ruoshui unceremoniously corrected it.

"Can you say that the blood in Lord Li's veins is not pure Han blood?"

"I agree with this, no one dares to say, whose blood in the veins is pure and pure......"

Wanyan Zongwang was drinking, and at the same time he was close to Li Ruoshui, trying to pull it to his side. Li Ruoshui was unmoved, and always refuted with reason......

Look at the next episode - 292 If the water blocks the bloody throat